Jian x Yang: Spirited — R18

Xuan Yang's dark eyes glistened, driving Jian to the edge. The vulnerability in them was new and exciting.

It was time.

"Uhmmm," Xuan Yang groaned, fighting to keep their eye contact during the onslaught of thrusts. Jian had begun to piston with force. And another layer of pleasure and strange sensations washed over Xuan Yang.

*Thump

*Thud

*Thump

*Thunk

*Thump

The room was filled with the unrestrained sounds of flesh meeting flesh, an intimate song that left Xu Feng, the curious voyeur locked on the scene.

Every time Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang had sex, Xu Feng always and would forever wonder where their stamina came from. Even with all the information he was now privy to. It was something else watching them in action.

The two unclothed bodies, glistening with sweat moved in a new faster rhythm.